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He knew Shin-woo had a lot of scars, but seeing them with his eyes and touching every corner of his body was a world of difference. Even the scars that weren’t red felt like they had been torn and haphazardly reattached when Jae-seung traced them with his fingertips, which felt strange. Starting from the large scar on his side, Jae-seung stroked up along his ribs, grabbing his flesh with enough force to fit comfortably in his hand. After massaging his chest gently a few times, Jae-seung pressed down on his skin with his thumb, searching for the nipple.

The plump nipple caught on his fingertip. Shin-woo slightly shrugged his shoulders as he circled over his nipple. Intending to keep touching him until a moan escaped his lips, Jae-seung stubbornly massaged his chest. He gathered the chest muscles as much as he could, grabbed them, and buried his nose in the bulging upper chest. He bit down hard on the rarely smooth area, free of scars, then lightly pressed and sucked on the skin.

“…Ungh.”

Shin-woo groaned softly as his lips sucked and clung to his chest, passing over his pectoral muscles and near his nipple. As Jae-seung sucked hard on the sensitive skin, Shin-woo’s knees twitched.

Jae-seung looked up at his face, his lower lip bitten hard, and lowered his gaze between his legs. Wanting to see how excited he was, he lowered his hand that was touching his chest and unbuttoned Shin-woo’s fly. He left his underwear on, but unzipped it all the way down so that his hard cock could bulge out even more. As he grabbed his cock through his underwear, he felt the damp fabric against his palm.

“Heuk, just a minute.”

Then he started sucking on his chest in earnest. He left his hand on top of his underwear without rubbing it any further, and diligently sucked on his nipple with his lips. He sucked so hard that the area around his nipple turned red, then licked the sensitive skin with the tip of his tongue. As he flicked his tongue up the erect nipple, wet sounds popped.

Under his hand, his cock pulsed with strength. He became more and more excited as he felt it getting harder and harder. He raised his hand to the other chest that he hadn’t sucked on and this time twisted and pulled on the nipple right away.

“…Ah, stop.”

Shin-woo muttered with his eyes tightly closed. His face was so red that his ears looked like they were about to burst. It was a face he had never seen during sex before, so he felt strange. Jae-seung carefully brought his lips, swollen from caressing his chest, to his neck. He buried his nose there and inhaled, smelling his scent. The smell of pillowcases. Not soap or lotion, but a soft scent rose up.

Was lust originally a little tender? Otherwise, there was no way to explain this strange feeling. Sex during his rut and sex when it wasn’t were more different than he thought.

Deciding not to think too deeply, he licked up his Adam’s apple, and Shin-woo flinched and tilted his head back.

Ah… ahh. The moans that leaked from the end of his throat were so small that he had to listen carefully to hear them. With his hearing focused on the sound, Jae-seung went back down and set his teeth on his dark nipple.

“Ugh.”

As soon as he bit down, a hard groan escaped. He clamped the stiff nipple between his teeth and chewed on it, while tickling the other chest with his fingernails. Between the suppressed moans, there were occasional whimpers. It was their first time and he was having sex with a guy who was so secretive, so he couldn’t tell if he was enjoying it or if it hurt.

To check, he shoved his hand into his underwear, and the underwear, soaked with pre-cum, stuck to his hand. His cock, which was more than ready, was eager to come out. Jae-seung raised the corners of his lips and pulled Shin-woo’s underwear down in one swift motion.

“Look at this. You already cum?”

It was so wet that he could have believed he had already come once. He hadn’t even held it and shaken it, so it must have been from sucking on his chest. Now he was a little resentful of him. He had been enjoying it this much, but he had been playing dumb all this time.

Jae-seung straightened his back and sat up, then pulled on both of Shin-woo’s nipples at the same time. He must have found it hard to watch the scene with his own eyes, because he lowered his eyes diagonally. Without paying attention, he pulled hard and twisted them from side to side. Whenever Jae-seung rubbed his nipples a little faster or poked them with his fingernails, his back repeatedly rose and fell.

Surprisingly, he was at a loss. His handcuffed hands couldn’t stay still and kept coming down to cover his chest. As a punishment, he pulled the nipples that he had been rolling between his fingers hard and released them, causing both nipples to rise up reddish. As soon as he thought they would be good to suck on, he bent down and licked his chest greedily, sticking out his tongue. The core of the nipple pressed by his tongue was quite firm, so it swelled more and more as the friction continued.

After doing that until his nipples were swollen, Jae-seung took his place between Shin-woo’s legs. He took off his pants and underwear and spread one thigh so that his crotch was completely exposed.

“Master.”

Shin-woo called out softly in a cracked voice. His fully erect cock, his chest, and his eyes were all wet.

Sucking his cock seemed more like service than exploitation, so he decided to stop, and Jae-seung stroked his handsome shaft and went down to grab his scrotum. His breath trembled shallowly. The uncharacteristically weak reaction made him realize that he was bound to become vulnerable during sex. If he put strength in his hand like this, wouldn’t his balls burst? That’s why he handcuffed him in the first place.

He hadn’t realized it because he had been demanding money so confidently, but he was also exposing his weaknesses. No matter how strong Shin-woo was, there was a limit to how much he could defend himself in this position. Suddenly, the guy lying under him with his legs open felt human. Was it because his brain wasn’t soaked in Pheromone for the first time? Or was it because he had been witnessing faces that looked that way often lately? It was probably also because he had only recently learned that this guy was dating, that he had picked up a dog and cherished it in his own way.

Jae-seung took out the gel from the drawer under the bed. He used it when he masturbated alone, and when his rut came, he usually came first and used it as a lubricant, so he didn’t use the gel very often. As he squeezed a generous amount of gel into his palm, Jae-seung glanced at Shin-woo. When their eyes met, he turned his head away.

No matter how he thought about it, it was a conservative attitude for a street thug. He was fine with eating garbage, but he was avoiding eye contact with something like this, which didn’t make sense. He was clearly the type who liked doing it with men but didn’t want to admit it. He probably didn’t act like that when he was with his girlfriend.

Jae-seung frowned at the image that flashed before his eyes. It would have been better if he was a complete stranger, but he knew the face of the ice cream shop owner too well, which made him even more annoyed.

He smeared the man’s cock with hands so slick with gel they were practically dripping, then probed the area beneath his perineum. The skin there felt like it was suctioned to his palm because of the thick gel. He rubbed and moistened the wrinkles until the lubricant on the firm perineum was lukewarm. As soon as his fingers touched the hole, Shin-woo said as if he’d been waiting for it.

“You can just do it.”

Jae-seung felt like he’d heard those words more than ten times. Ignoring the tiresome phrase, he put pressure on his finger. The dry, shriveled hole became moist, and the opening widened little by little. He moved his finger in and out, just the tip of one joint, until the tight hole finally relaxed. Jae-seung straightened his middle finger and pushed it deep inside.

The finger probing and exiting the hole was lewd. The edge of the hole that had been touched by his finger was dark, even though he hadn’t probed it many times. Every time his finger tried to leave, the inner walls tried to latch onto it. It was nice to feel the inside with his cock, but it also felt good to feel the heat clinging to his finger on his skin. It felt good how his finger slid in without catching on anything because he had used so much gel.

On the other hand, Shin-woo had his eyes tightly shut as if he was in agony. If he didn’t like it, he shouldn’t get aroused. It was no use acting unpleasant with his cock standing tall. Annoyed, Jae-seung stirred the hole, looking for a gap to insert another finger.

“I said just do it.”

Shin-woo muttered through his teeth. It seemed to be working, judging by his shortened words.